Crimson flames ties through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
“We'll meet on edges, soon”said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then.
I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
“Rip down all hate,”I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

白しろか黒くとしかこの世よにはないと思おもっていたよ
誰だれよりも早はやくいい席せきで いい景色けしきがみたかったんだ
僕ぼくを好すきだと言いってくれた 女おんなたちもどこかへ消きえた
あのころの僕ぼくより今いまの方ほうがずっと若わかいさ

あのころの僕ぼくより今いまの方ほうがずっと若わかいさ

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.